The smoke of her cigarette filled the room till asphyxia but she
didn't even blink. In her long mermaid like dress, Anna kept
smoking. Her eyes fixed at the fire in the chimney. Her long red
locks gathered around her face made her look like a Greek
goddess. She sat in the arm chair, smoking one of many
cigarettes. She didn't cry. But she knew he wouldn't come. It
was half past one but she was still waiting and hoping. Hoping
she could save her marriage. These last few weeks seemed to have
been the best they had ever lived. She loved him. He loved her.
And their love, marriage everything, had seemed perfect. But she
realised now that it was all illusions. Beautiful but stupid. She
was no more a teenager. She couldn't love the same way she used
to: passionately, carelessly and hopelessly. She was older and
wiser. Or at least she thought she was till the moment she
realised Tom wasn't going to come. This dinner was their last
chance to save their marriage but he wasn't here. Anna pushed
the chair and put on her favourite song. It seemed appropriate
and she had a need of letting it all out. For once, she wasn't
going to be the queen of ice. The mask fell and her poker face
went down the drain. In her red dress, Anna fell on the carpet
near the fireplace and the tears wouldn't stop flowing. He
wasn't coming but she had given her all. Alex Hepburn's voice
brought despair and comfort to Anna. Her rocky voice saying : "I
don't need this love this when hurts so much ... pain is losing
hope ... pain is just a part of me feeling helpless inside"
soothed the heartbroken woman and enraged her at the same time .
Her cries filled her tears and nothing could stop the hurricane.
The hurricane inside of her, the one storming on her face and the
one outside. The wind blew hard. The windows looked like they
would burst into a thousand pieces in anytime. The rain and the
lightening went together like a pair of lovers. And there she
was in the middle of her living room, poor creature, crying her
eyes out because he wasn't here. He had left her forever. The
body he used to touch kept shaking and finally became immobile.
She felt paralysed lying on the floor. Her tears kept flowing but
her cries had stopped: she had lost her voice. The sound of
Banging doors came closer and closer. When the door was finally
reached, a group of panicked young men entered the room.

"Madam, they cried, Madam, madam you must come. Something
terrible has happened!

- Yes it's about your husband , a young blond at the
door mumbled,

No one moved to come to Anna. They were all paralysed in fear to
announce the news.

The young lady gained back her mobility. She got up, her head
high; she looked at the young men sternly. She had stopped crying
and her eyes seemed fiercer than any wild animal. Her lips were
bloody. She picked up a cigarette and smoked whiles the song
"Pain is" kept playing. No one moved. Death seemed to have filled
the room. Its smell was present and its song seemed to be
playing. After finishing her cigarette, Anna's eyes got bigger
and redder. Her body changed progressively into something
inhumane. It became as soft as silk and a tail and wings flung
out of her back. The young men at the door screamed shocked at
this fast transformation. They didn't wait to be asked, they ran
out of the room as fast as they could. Anna was no more Anna.
She had become a terrifying beast. At the death of Tom nothing
linked her to humanity anymore. Out of a sort of beastly madness,
she flew out of the room bursting the windows in a thousand
pieces. As she flew away, Anna left behind her her humanity,
herself and her love.